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I'm an uptown boy with soul
Da is D minor but I'm oh so major
I do my own so I owe no favors
Can't do it now then I wont do it
Haters wanna see the boy get in the sauce
But gravy so boy get lost
Nah I ain't cocky I'm statin the obvious
H.O. the boss and I'm makin his pockets
Hate it or not I am and about to get greater
Hit the like I play with Stoyokovic
I keep it real and my do the same
High class chicks that be in the brain
so mean, swag is vicious
Smile O.D, ass
Stay gettin money no need for
My heart is all da world but I'm BK

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I ain't got no problem wit girls out in but
(They nothin like a Brooklyn girl)
See I had a dope fling wit a girl on but
(They ain't like a Brooklyn girl)
The Bronx is hot that's my mom resides but
(They ain't nuttin a Brooklyn girl)
(Damn aint nuttin like a Brooklyn girl)
(Damn sure aint like a Brooklyn girl)

My girl can't be a groupie or whore
She bout gettin money in her juicy
Do she get bored with the of course
So the Louis she sports til it aint new
Then she cop another one makin hoes gettin
Gettin money so the price don't matter
Ain't seen her in a know her ass got fatter
And if you think she bad then her are way badder
Kendra's a never seen freakin
In church every weekend she to be deacon
Had a bitch name Viva we aint speakin
But I had her screamin I was beatin
She callin, creepin, crawlin
she would chill if I would beat it often
And Ronesha's fly and she sweeter Splenda
no one ever slows her agenda

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As we da la la la
BK gettin no 9-5
Mamase mamakusa
It don't make sense but admit it, kinda hot
BK girls down wit that or die
So I always keep one by my side
See I love New York I aint lie
So if you messin wit my ladies it's
I gotta friend named
She Bill Bellamy and how to be a player
Shorty is a player nobody play her
Can't nobody her cause she aint a gamer
Baby girl kinda like the Lakers
If you trade her like Shaq then see ya later
Player she do it so easy it's kinda a layup
She could lay up wit your boy wit no up
Keep doin her and imma doin me
Even on the road keep 2 or 3
Bad BK chicks speak fluently
In the language girl speak to me please
I remember when I couldn't get a girl for
Now I can't get rid of any for shit
So when they at me I don't look away
I spread it's the Brooklyn way
Now let the hook

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